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amythorthreeTitle: On The Surface And Underneath
Rating: PG
Characters/Pairings: Theta (AU!Hand!Ten)
Word Count: 288
Notes: We're threading the scene after this an, not gonna lie, my little masochistic hard is thrilled.
He doesn't recognize him.
It's the only thing that goes through his mind. He doesn't know this face, this skin. He doesn't know where it came from or what it means. This is something new covering the same old thing, the same Koschei he is so familiar with.
That's what he wants anyway, it's what he tries to believes.
And himself? There's nothing new about that, just the same Theta, the Theta that Koschei could leave, the Theta that tried to wait for him but failed and stirred only when Koschei went in after him. He's still the very same and that's not how it goes, not how things work with them.
They change together, they grow together.
His eyes are closed and he wants to ask what he should do, question Koschei because surely he would know, would be able to tell him what should be done but he doesn't. Instead he wonders if this is something he needs to decide for himself, make a choice, do something right.
And he can do this right. He remembers that, he remembers how things are supposed to go and it won't take much, not much at all.
He just needs to do it right and he can. He will.
Theta doesn't sleep and he doesn't know if he will until it's done because there's a new skin waiting for him, he can feel it moving beneath his old one, just itching to get out and he smiles softly because soon it will be, soon everything's going to be set right and Koschei won't leave and it's all going to be good again.
He's sure of it.
Rating: PG
Characters/Pairings: Theta (AU!Hand!Ten)
Word Count: 288
Notes: We're threading the scene after this an, not gonna lie, my little masochistic hard is thrilled.
He doesn't recognize him.
It's the only thing that goes through his mind. He doesn't know this face, this skin. He doesn't know where it came from or what it means. This is something new covering the same old thing, the same Koschei he is so familiar with.
That's what he wants anyway, it's what he tries to believes.
And himself? There's nothing new about that, just the same Theta, the Theta that Koschei could leave, the Theta that tried to wait for him but failed and stirred only when Koschei went in after him. He's still the very same and that's not how it goes, not how things work with them.
They change together, they grow together.
His eyes are closed and he wants to ask what he should do, question Koschei because surely he would know, would be able to tell him what should be done but he doesn't. Instead he wonders if this is something he needs to decide for himself, make a choice, do something right.
And he can do this right. He remembers that, he remembers how things are supposed to go and it won't take much, not much at all.
He just needs to do it right and he can. He will.
Theta doesn't sleep and he doesn't know if he will until it's done because there's a new skin waiting for him, he can feel it moving beneath his old one, just itching to get out and he smiles softly because soon it will be, soon everything's going to be set right and Koschei won't leave and it's all going to be good again.
He's sure of it.